Slowly, however, Madison began to think differently about her new self. Wearing black wasn't so bad, and she looked good in it. She liked wearing corsets and ripped skirts and spiked collars. She looked at the expressions on all of the other "new" Goths and could tell that they were having similar thoughts.
She started to hate her old self. She used to be such a conformist, looking like everyone else, acting like everyone else. It disgusted her. Technically, she was now a Goth conformist, but she didn't see it that way. Being Goth meant rebelling against the system. So when everyone finally becomes Goth, there will be no system. Everything will be anarchy, but everything will also be bliss.
After a few more seconds, Madison had fully accepted her new personality. She was a Goth and she liked it.
And everyone else felt the same.
